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Chapter 8 pt.2
Chris opened his eyes. His body was shaking and he was sweating profusely. He sat up in the bed. It was 6:29am. Heather rolled over and looked at him. “Are you okay?,” she asked, half asleep.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a really weird dream.”
“What was it about?”
“I can’t remember, but it felt like it went on forever.” Chris got out of bed and walked over to the mirror on the wall. He placed a finger on the bandages on his neck. Pain shot through his neck as he touched the bandage. His hand was throbbing, and he had a hard time moving his fingers without causing him any pain.
“That’s a shame. Hopefully, it was a pleasant dream.”
“I doubt it was,&rdq
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Multiple shelves containing various balls and other equipment, such as hockey sticks, tennis rackets, frisbees, and more, sat in the far back of the storage room. Chris walked back to the shelves and scanned over the equipment.“Do you see anything that you want to do?” Heather asked.“Since you wanted me to talk to you about my emotions and I wanted to do something else, I thought just throwing a frisbee back and forth would be a good compromise. This will allow us to talk to each other while being active, and I’ve always found throwing a frisbee to be very relaxing.”“That sounds good, but let me warn you, I’m terrible at throwing.”“Don’t worry, I already know that.”
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The artificial sunlight shone brightly through the single window in Chris’s room. Chris opened his eyes. The bed next to his was empty, and Heather left the lights on. He removed the bandage from his neck. A scab had formed over the cut and it no longer hurt to the touch. He still had a sharp pain in his knuckles whenever he moved his fingers.Chris walked down to the cafeteria for breakfast. He found Heather in the cafeteria and sat down next to her.“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” Heather asked.“Not as well as I would have liked to,” Chris replied. “I had a lot going through my mind.”“What kind of stuff were you thinking about,” Heather asked, pulling her hair behind her ear.
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